"What shall I wish thee for the coming year ? Twelve month s of dream-like easeno care, no pain ? Bright spring, calm summer, autumn without rain Of bitter tears “? Would’st have it thus, my friend ? ■ What lessons then, were learnt at theyear's end. What shall I wish thee, then ? G a d knoweth well If I could have my way no shadow of woe Should ever dim thy sunshine ; but I know Strong courage is not learnt in happy sleep, Nor patience sweet by eyes that never weep. 'Ah ! would my wishes were of more avail To keep from thee the many jars of life ! Still let me wash thee courage for the strife — The happiness that comes of work well 'done. And afterwards the peace of victory won. —M.E.F. as
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HER WISH., Southern Cross, Volume 14, Issue 51, 9 March 1907
HER WISH. Southern Cross, Volume 14, Issue 51, 9 March 1907
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